A war hymn for the systemically betrayed.
Built with industrial drums, surgical vocals, and embedded Solfeggio tones for psychoacoustic trauma release. This is War Room Hymn — a file cabinet full of rage, spoken like orders, screamed like survival.

🎧 Binaural layer: 4Hz
🧠 Solfeggio: 417Hz • 528Hz • 963Hz
⚠️ Meant to be heard through headphones.
🪖 This isn’t revenge. This is record keeping.


BURN IT TO THE GROUND

This track comes straight from the struggle.
Underground Justice is about the corruption that hides behind badges and power — and what it does to the people just trying to survive.

I made this one from real pain and real stories. No labels, no filters — just truth on a beat.


Underground Justice

ELA CURSA A FACULDADE - MORA EM ESPAÇO NOBRE (( DJ 2R DO ESCADÃO ))

Alex the Beast as Ẓ̴̮̜͖̞̹̫̼̇̊̆͑͝A̸̭͔̠͎̳̓͊͆̊̒̽̏̈́L̶̮͈͓͖̼̉͝G̴̯̅̓̇̆̏͠ͅO̶̢͚̻͇̪͒̈͋̋̽̆͘͜
IcerM as SiivaGunner
Some guy as CBT Man

Written by IcerM
Mixed by IcerM

Beat by Dansonn

Lyrics:

Ẓ̴̮̜͖̞̹̫̼̇̊̆͑͝A̸̭͔̠͎̳̓͊͆̊̒̽̏̈́L̶̮͈͓͖̼̉͝G̴̯̅̓̇̆̏͠ͅO̶̢͚̻͇̪͒̈͋̋̽̆͘͜:
HE COMES! CHAOTIC EVIL EMBODIED AGAINST A SOUND CLOWN
HOPE YOU LOVED LIFE - FOR AS I STRIKE, I’LL TAKE YOURS DOWN
IN A SIMILAR VESSEL, THERE’S NAUGHT THAT I BELIEVE TO SAY
WOULD HAVE A LASTING IMPACT - FOR YOU’RE LIKELY NOT HERE TO STAY
WHEN I TELL WHAT I TELL YOU WILL RUN OFF IN HORROR
SPITTING TICKETS TO HELL WHEN I’M CAUSING DISORDER
I CAN CAUSE YOUR WHOLE SO-CALLED LORE TO BREAK IN A HEARTBEAT
SO LEAVE NOW, LEST I SHOW YOU WHAT’S NOT TO SEE
YOU’RE NOT A LOT TO ME. I’LL HAVE YOU CROSSED
WITHOUT A QUESTION AS TO WHETHER OR NOT THIS IS LOSS
YOU’RE TAKING SIIVA, GUNNER. I’LL PARALYZE THIS BITCH
WHILE YOU FUCK WITH MEMES ON THE WEB I’LL BE TERRORIZING IT

SiivaGunner:
Damn, I knew you’d be pissy, but that’s left me in awe
How about seven chill pills? One for each jaw
There’s so little known about you I’ve found nothing, study as I might
Even Jschlatt can’t hold a candle to that funny mic
I’m the Grand Dad of grab bags with high quality raps, that
If you think you can battle, then listen here, you’re just damn mad
So level with the reality that your puppets are the same
And go walk your fucking staircase back down from whence you came

Ẓ̴̮̜͖̞̹̫̼̇̊̆͑͝A̸̭͔̠͎̳̓͊͆̊̒̽̏̈́L̶̮͈͓͖̼̉͝G̴̯̅̓̇̆̏͠ͅO̶̢͚̻͇̪͒̈͋̋̽̆͘͜:
YOU CAN UTTER ALL THOSE LIES AND CLAIM THEY’RE NOT GETTING OLD
WHEN YOU STOP TREATING MY HIGHER VESSELS AS COMEDY GOLD
YOU’LL NEVER COMPREHEND A METHOD TO WIN, TRY AS YOU MIGHT
RIPS FROM JUST AS MANY GAMES AS TIMES I’VE PLAYED YOU IN THIS FIGHT

SiivaGunner:
Can’t read any of your babble but a couple of shit rhymes
But I’ll mutilate it further - multiple uploads at a time!
HE COMES at the sight of a certain cat, I know you would man
So I’m keen to give you the axe, like you were Wood, Man!
And with those caverns in your skulls, gushing reddened dyes
Just take pages from Cthulhu and go fucking rest your eyes
It’s been many many years, and people are still subscribing
And to put that in perspective, cult activity’s declining

Ẓ̴̮̜͖̞̹̫̼̇̊̆͑͝A̸̭͔̠͎̳̓͊͆̊̒̽̏̈́L̶̮͈͓͖̼̉͝G̴̯̅̓̇̆̏͠ͅO̶̢͚̻͇̪͒̈͋̋̽̆͘͜:
YOU THINK YOU’RE CAUSING DAMAGE WITH YOUR VILE RHYMES? YOU’RE FUCKING WRONG
I’M NOT BEING RIPPED INTO BY THE MINDS BEHIND BIG CHUNGUS’ SONG
WHY AM I EVEN PIT AGAINST A SHITPOST ACCOUNT
WHEN YOU SIMPLY LET YOUR FANBASE DO THE WORK THEN REAP YOUR CLOUT
THEY WOULD ALL BE BETTER OFF ATTEMPTING MUSIC FOR A ROM HACK
I GIVE LIFEBLOOD TO WHAT'S FICTIONAL. YOU MIDI-SLAP THE NUTSHACK
SO NO TURNING BACK. YOU'VE ALREADY MADE YOUR DECISION
SPENDING THE REST OF YOUR DAYS WITHIN COPYRIGHT STRIKE PRISON

SiivaGunner:
Call you chaotic? Please! You wouldn’t last one minute where I fare
I know you love destruction, so how’s this for Your Best Nightmare?
And we all know your sadomasochism’s unprecedented!
If it weren’t for risk of CBT I’d see to it you’re ended
You’ve got a bubble more claustrophobic than meme culture you battle in
ZALGO be like “I’m charged guilty of several Rap Battle Sins”
So this is my Magnum opus, after God knows how long
Insert stupid-ass finisher, something something, ZALGONE!

ZALGO vs SiivaGunner. Rap Battle!

Ben Shapiro - Adam
Thomas Paine - AlaskanSam

BEN SHAPIRO Verse 1
You want a debate? Okay, this is epic
You don't know about music, yeah, there, I said it
You barred the people from seeing your casket
Like Corona or my talent you’d be a fool if you masked it
Now I don’t rap, but let’s say, hypothetically, I tried 
Blastin’ T-Paine’s Goat Talk with Facts and Logic Homicide
Your seditious dedication hesitates your deification
So retract those terror reign remarks or take a French vacation.
You’re facing being named ancient by your state and nation
Your foundation won't be wasted, I'll take your place with hasten. 
I rap fast, never last, so high-class that you have to see,
Step to me, you'll be swept off your feet, I.E AOC.


THOMAS PAINE Verse 1
You’re a political prick, no conservative hero
I object to your desk, just Bench Shapiro
You have the right to bear arms, but leave the shot firing to me
The fathers I'm founding are the founding fathers of your beliefs
You're a wrong learning right, so it truly is a pity
That you don't shut your mouth and take "conservative" literally
You yell at the public, with no sense of caution, hence
Not even a penny for your thoughts, because they’re not common cents
It’s ironic you’re rapping, with those past statements
“No Melody!” “No Tempo!”, must’ve been your rap basis
I've made world change while you've polluted airwaves
Your only revolution is making me turn in my grave 


BEN SHAPIRO Verse 2
I’m sharp with attacks, out of the park with raps
I'll slap this crapulous mass with my FACTS
Snuggle up with Bonaparte, with Treason in your Heart
To be Frank, this Ben won't give you writings to chart
I guess your French friends took your liberal libel literally 
They put you in a cell and gave you death, instead of liberty
Both sides of the Atlantic are having beef with you.
You ship the sickest cringe - "DEANE. 👏 REVIEW. 👏"
You want independent thought? Let’s say that's true 
Stop putting words in people, telling them what to do
You just don’t know the facts, and that’s why you’re losin'
So this might ring a bell- it’s called the Constitution.


THOMAS PAINE Verse 2
TP against BS, you're not witty, it's clear
Make like your BBC interview and storm right out of here
Me versus The Constitution? You’ll go home in an ambulance 
Your forehead is more lengthy than the whole preamble is
I've left a left offenda, I sent it right back to senda
Because I push more potent pamphlets like you push your poor agenda
I hand them out in haste, you take the pill of propaganda 
You won't fare well cause I well fares like my name’s Bernie Sandahs
You're a libertarian? I don't know what you're on sir, 
You call it free speech but you're carried by sponsors
You’re getting pissed at me? You've come up short, not just physically.
When all is said and done you're on the Alt-Right Side of History.


BEN SHAPIRO Verse 3
Your parenthood plannings unfounded, why?
My three kids are prodigies, all of yours died
Your legacy’s an anti Judeo-Christian agenda 
And your country was raised by parents of the same gender
Yes, your book may have built our foundation
But one letter to George ruined that reputation
I crush Common Sensitive snowflakes— I stand by this
Giving a quaker this power? That’s our country's real crisis


THOMAS PAINE Verse 3
You ctrl alt delete your statements to ctrl alt-right statesmen
Birthing nonsense debates, while I helped birth this nation
People sound the alarm when you spew shit about diversity
The only campus you're welcome at is Prager University
I go vile in with wild spits, pullin' strings, like a violin 
Your discordant discourse gets you high strung - daily wirin’
Naive and immature, you've no idea what you're speakin'
Your Facts and Logic are too young to reach my Age of Reason.

Ben Shapiro vs Thomas Paine - Discord Rap Battles

Video dropping Halloween!

Light as Guts
Fightmarker as Doomguy

Beat Produced by: Audio Network
Written by: Dani Frias
Mixed by: Dani Frias
Thumbnail by: Rabi
Old Thumbnail by: SonicSmash
Flow Test by: Dani Frias

Lyrics:

Guts:
This ain’t the hell you’re used to, so I suggest you back off
The Black Swordsman is up against Master Chief only half off
I’m those spider demons you fight and you’re just a simple house bug
So tell me who stomps in this match if your NASA shit pulls the plug
You like easter eggs? Well go have a crack at this
I’ll John Romero this when I get a-head with all your hits
So step to me if you dare, just know it’ll be your last trip
Since my sword will hit the same lips that you’ll use to kiss my ass with

Doomguy: 
East verse west, Guts meets the best
It’s a gunfight, yet you bring swords to compete against
Soundtrack from Mick Gordon with songs that he made from his lip
up fighting worse english than Chinese bootlegs? This’ll be a trip
So let’s get the party going, I won’t leave this battle floored
Griffith fucked your girl first since your dick ain’t big as your sword
Followed by your 2016 show that shouldn't have left the station
I’d say to walk away if I didn’t have to see that animation
Rip and tear through tactics, Guts’ guts will sure be bleeding, 
The ugliest one-eyed motherfucker since the Cacodemon
and it seems you lack cohesion with a new swordsman to switch to
So don’t call yourself the goat, kid, I’ve history killing him too
 
Guts:
My back hurts, but I don’t think I got it from those lines
It’s from carrying my team while yours keeps dying all the time
and keep my name out your mouth like you think you’re some kind of bruiser
Named Doomguy, marine, and slayer, but I’ll truly call you loser
You’re on Falcon’s territory, I’m so fly when I go diss you
Fight with no breaks while you fight Snake over a little shih tzu
You don’t know jack about me, take your vengeance somewhere else and fade
Too bad you’re stuck in hell with none to say you fell down to my blade

Doomguy:
Aww, don’t cry now. Your fans might make that meme again, dude
Sword Art Online took your name and now you’re mad I’ll take your shit too
I’m glad you took your research but let’s note down something well
Between us, who’s the one that actually surpassed through hell?

Guts vs. Doomguy - #6

Oh yeah we going to space for this one
Mancha as Sinistar
King Mewtwo as Ego the Living Planet
Beat produced by Tristan on the Track
Thumbnail by Trakked
Mixed by Dani Frias 
Written by Trakked, Kamren, ColeDaCole and WDRB

Battle:

Sinistar:
Beware coward, this small villain will fall victim to my hunger 
I’ll throw Sini-bombs at this planetoid; lightyears asunder!
You better Run Run Run! Not even your Alter-Ego can stop me
For my Eternal power shall destroy this puny planet's Galaxy 
It’s a travesty that such a being couldn’t be a strong foe
Beat by a space pirate? That’s what I’d call a fragile Ego
You're a sick minded fraud, went out a Boomer like your status
Not even glitches could rebirth since you've already turned to ashes

Ego:
Tried to scare in the 80’s, yet even with that, computer,
You’re the “star” of a forgotten game; an unoriginal space shooter
If a spacecraft can beat you, then you’ll revel to my power,
Decimated into decimals, never played beyond an hour

Sinistar:
Beware, I live!; And you claim my game is infamous?
I may be the metal boss, but you’re sure picking up rust!
I’ll bust into your core, before you dare fathom to wreck this,
How come you try to take risks when I eat planets for breakfast? 

Ego:
You're just an underpowered entity, a frail-minded Galactus
So I'll trash this scrap metal; I could destroy you with magnets!
Barely shoddy, with my Anti-Bodies swarming 'round this virus,
Deleting all weak-shelled copies of this pathetic bot who’s mindless
Your claim to fame's only a game, while my legacy evolves
No glitches can save you, watch you while all of your lives dissolve
A win trapped in Imaginationland; this pathetic feud is over
And it concludes with me having this star meet a supernova

Sinistar vs Ego - Rap Cypher: REBOOT #12

Alex the Beast as Machamp
Dani Frias as Galarian Farfetch'd

Machamp:
My opponent’s a lowlife alola- galarian?
Smoke it with no fists, my toe tip could bury him
Pokemon’s GOAT, leaving foes without any limbs
Won’t waste my focus on no vegetarian

Farfetch’d:
Sure, keep insulting me like I’m the weak fighter
Only thing you’re good at breaking’s mirrors, Meat Spider
But if you’re gonna just continue laughing when we brawl
Well, then we’ll see who’s the gag when I evolve
Sirfetch’d:
I’ll strike at this tacky undeveloped sore sissy
With his gigantamax form looking like a gormiti 
Looks to me like you missed boxing 101, so I’d better state
Strapping a geodude to your back doesn’t make you heavyweight
Heh, at this point, Frankenstein should just pack up
With that mug, not even my beak could match up
Don’t wanna get intense cause this feud is petty
I’ll put down my sword and I’ll give you a wedgie

Machamp:
So Flour Power wants to say he’s improved
He just turned into the bad ending of playing with food (ha!)
Face with the ride me eyes, lay down your dying hype
Flimsy and weak, a disgrace to the fighting type
Basically Flying, why you in the first place?
Close to my level? You belong in a bird cage
This joke in the game’s shot at smoking my fame?
Want the answer? You got it in your own fucking name
I’m peak performance, your leek’s your offence
So maybe think twice before you beef enormous
Muscles I’m rocking that make my foes shudder, stunned
Sport Bird’ll wish he accepted the other guns
Squirt you’re a runner up, look at you all huddled up
Ready up a thunder punch, decimate this rubber duck
Coming in to rumble with an onion and some puffing up
Living example of how to speedrun a couple punctured lungs
This is a wild tourney, can you touch me in this state?
I’ve seen more agile birdies on a fucking dinner plate
While I don’t hesitate to leave a foe bleeding grim
There’s a reason I’m the ace in your own region’s gym

Sirfetch’d:
You’ve got no bars when dissing me, quit the bitch fit
Thought your no guard ability meant you didn’t miss hits
I’m the example? Well that just drives me up the wall
If you were a role model there’d be steroids in lunchables
Ooh, bud you stand lesser, not even my ancestor
Bring out all four of ‘em, I’ve seen Hitmonlee throw hands better
500 punches per sec? That’s blowing my mind
Cause last time I checked, your attack’s lower than mine (ay)
I flow in my lines like the flow in my mind when I strike with precision and leave you a sad sight
You flail your punches and fail to touch this, your fighting position’s more fit for a slap fight
It’s a slight stretch to act like Registeel 
Maybe I’ll use your body as my next veggie shield
So you’d better yield, it was a good game though
But it didn’t take a flying move to leave this gym teacher K.O.’ed

Written by Psytube
Mixed by Dani Frias
Cover Art by Rabi
Beat by Marsad Men

Machamp vs Galarian Farfetch'd - Pokémon Rap Battle

Hey folks, releasing this early as a little Christmas break gift cause I'm out of school now but don't expect the video for this until about the first half of January (if all goes well). Thank you and see y'all at our Christmas video (aka Project Michael). 

Ray Kroc: Snakebite126
Andrew Carnegie: Ethan Zagranis

Ray Kroc Verse 1
This is not the battle to compare whose wallet is the thickest.
In that interest, I’ve been beat, my bragging would be witless.
But in terms of riches, I got that corporate quickness and the slickness
To take-out all competition through this survival of the fittest!
So getting down to business, you’ve made medals, but I doubt tons
And it's not like you deserve them, is this a second fight you’ll buy out of?
While I'm feeding famished families, you're just a system leech
I'm executing an executive, dropping the AC, putting the I in Chief
You barely bottom feed, flooding people in a sea of debt, and yet 
I would bet, that dam gamble wouldn’t land at the top of your regrets
Speaking of gambles, The McDonalds House always wins, you're getting played
And now I'm steeling all your bases, there's no way you could play it safe

Andrew Carnegie Verse 1
That's enough, I'm not mustering trust for any guy,
With used car salesman wit, who believes his own lies.
You falsified your age because you wanted to save lives.
Then you let millions die tryna sell your greasy fries!
You want to compare our success? Son, I started from the bottom.
This greasy sleaze got to the top for free, and my work ethic’s the problem?
PLEASE! You can't bring the beef. After this, they'll use you as red meat.
So phony, you tried to run to your family like a trade, but ended up deadbeat.
The Kroc Pot took a shot at baseball and unshockingly struck out.
I can handle strikes, but strokes leave Ray in one more drunk bout.
Stick to clown college, but acknowledge, giving from your wallet is what life's for.
And kicking the poor out isn't worth doing just to have a polished floor.

Ray Kroc Verse 2
That's the problem, I'm tidy, you've got so much dirt, it's pathetic.
I know where my cash is headed, cause yours led straight into eugenics.
I meant it, I picked up your book, for just a second, I regretted it
Then took 10 steps towards the trash, it sent me 20 back when I read it
Your godforsaken gospel couldn't grasp my grand Golden Arches
You’re only striking workers, those aren’t steel bars, they’re harmless
You have to buy charisma, I convinced Disney to be a taste tester
And I’ll rock a feller and push a cardboard in-vestor back to sender
You fired Frick because he could've run your business without you
But I know food better than you do, and your lifes not market value
For all of your money you waste, you won't even bother to pay space?
Confining kids, seems you let yourself have the better "playplace".

Andrew Carnegie Verse 2
This robber baron will turn this robber barren for sure
The jokes mass produce themselves, you’re the first Hamburglar
I'm paying in this war, ‘gainst a man who wages less than his workers
Let Nixon listen in and he'll hear me give just desserts to a deserter
Even in death, you regardless put beef in every vegans burger
Your slaughterhouse is aptly name, this meet most certainly is murder
And further, this "Mac Daddy" was bit by Jobs, even stole from the Rich
So shit, take my 5 cents, and mind your own goddamn business.
I've got libraries across the world but this imperialist lacks a spine 
Small fry, your casualty's one for the books when it comes to cutting lines
I've earned the success you've coveted, your shady practices? I'm above this
So the stock you had in this match plummeted, and well... I'm loving it

Ray Kroc vs Andrew Carnegie - Discord Rap Battles

LYRICS

Sam:
Sam I am. Going ham on an entity envious of Halloween 
Horror genre's fruit cake's true fate's in what the rules state. How many you following?
You should go back to Christmas shopping if you think bells are good toys and gifts
Checking your candy is quite handy, ‘cause you never know when I bring poison spit
When you're told to pass out to children, you’re leaving them unconscious 
A holiday slayer, odds stacked in my favor. You can call me See-Samhain
Leave the Lanterns' candles alone? Krampus can't learn to not blow
Comedy’s stopped when I throttle your throat, so send Santa your final words with your bones

Krampus:
Gruss… Vom… Krampus
Hopping out of the bag, it’s a battle transformed into madness
Tonight I’ll be having a feast when I steal the pumpkin off of this cabbage patch kid
A legend to the Alps, it’s clear Sam’s trickery couldn’t stand to my status
When a pumpkin’s spilling his guts
The only thing you’re spitting is blood
Give you a new mask as you’re thrown under the bus
Defending pumpkins, but I thought that you’d light a matchstick
So make like the children and drown in my flow
You’re playing a devil’s game when you rap against satanic Santa, I’m a literal G.O.A.T.
Bit off Myers and spit out the sequel ‘cause Michael couldn’t get enough dough 
Even I couldn’t fit your entire plot into a snow globe!
I always land fire with hooks, so Sam better ring up the jingle bells
Before you turn into the second child I’ve thrown into the seventh ring of hell!

Sam:
I don’t even know who you’re trying to entertain, uhhhh, el chupacabra?
You’re spitting so much filler, no wonder this sweet tooth’s against lockjaw
And saying I mired Myers? You couldn’t compare to the Mars Bars that I spit
I’ll choke out a goat and throw him down the smokestack ‘cause I always keep the fire lit
You’re a stocking stuffer of a movie, I leave blocks busted when I move in
Best be handing out treats when I land on the beat, ‘cause your mouth won’t be the only thing drooping!
Now I might not be on the nice list, but it’s pretty apparent
That my letters weren’t intended to capture a child’s parents!
You just gotta say my name to realize that Sam wins against Krampus
It’s sad, man, you couldn’t give scares when you slid down a chimney and left a living room as smashed bits
So I’ll break your chains and change your fate as you inflate my rage
More than any Macy’s Day Parade, try staying safe once this fake’s filleted on my razor blade

Krampus:
Can’t attack back with your wack raps, you bit off me like a lollipop 
So I’ll knapsack this damn track and stuff a Jack O’Lantern in a box
Spying on girls in the dressing room, too bad you couldn’t find a better way to dress
Looking like Sans in a scarecrow outfit, you’d get on the naughty list for your fashion sense
I knapsack your Patch of Sour Kids, you’re next to be slaughtered
Now your comics can join the other children, soaked in water without honor

CREDITS

Freshy Kanal as Krampus
https://soundcloud.com/freshy-kanal
Snakebite126 as Sam
https://soundcloud.com/snakebite126

Written by Rabi, B O R K, and Snakebite126
Mixed by Freshy Kanal
Beat prod. by Ihaski
Art by Blast03
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcw9SUYw-GI8RkYyYA1djVQ
Thumbnail by Rabi

Sam vs. Krampus - Bonus Battle

Thumbnail by Fightmarker 

Lyrics by everyone

Freshy Kanal
Commander Jacob
Zawesome
Brooke Morgan
Zim 11037
Snakebite126
GengoMain
Fightmarker
Matthew Thomas
DNA_Fox
Little Secks
Rabi
Sebb
Mancha
JChay
Vladimyr P.

Ray Kroc vs Andrew Carnegie - Discord Rap Battles

DISCORD RAP BATTLES